Fairy dance?

This is a strange technique that Long Jiaoyang and others do not understand at all, but it must be related to the charm technique and illusion technique. Because the spells performed by women from the Yaochi Immortal Clan all look like psychedelic techniques.

Wu Xinjie was deeply trapped in the fairy dance, and the wounds on his body became bigger and bigger, and he might be split again at any time.

It was precisely because of the existence of this wound that Wu Xinjie suddenly pressed his hand on the wound, then he looked down at the blood in his palm, and suddenly let out a long roar and said, "Roar... I can't deceive myself, this is an illusion after all!"

A drop of divine blood flew out from Wu Xinjie's eyebrows and shot at the woman of the Yaochi Fairy Clan who was dancing like a snake.

"kill!"

Wu Xinjie followed the direction of divine blood, and his fist was covered with Taoist patterns and slammed at the woman of the Yaochi Immortal Clan. This was the battle fist of Emperor Wu. He had the power to sweep the world and destroy everything with one move.

"Why do you have to do this? You are almost gone." The pretty face of the woman from the Yaochi Fairy Clan was full of regret. Then she slimly used her hand and pointed out the divine blood that shot Wu Xinjie in front of her.

Wu Xinjie's fist instantly lost his direction and hit the empty direction.

"I don't believe it, even your people can't be hurt!" Wu Xinjie was furious and suddenly punched the martial arts field.

The ground in the martial arts field trembled, and fist shadows rushed out from under the earth and attacked in all directions.

The women of the Yaochi Immortal Clan are like elegant white swans, moving their lotus steps lightly, dodging left and right in the sky, agile and moving, avoiding Wu Xinjie's strong attack.

"Fellow Daoist Wu Xinjie, your injury has not healed and is not her opponent. It's better to admit defeat first and prepare for the next battle." The old blind man felt that Wu Xinjie's situation was not good, so he spoke

Wu Xinjie shook his head and said, "No one can stop me, even if I am already injured."

I have to say that Wu Xinjie has a strong heart. He is covered in blood and his energy has been consumed by the fairy spirit dance of the Yaochi Fairy Woman. It is very unfavorable for him to continue fighting.

Wu Xinjie swallowed the pill given to him by Long Jiaoyang. At this time, he needed pills to cultivate and improve his strength.

"roar……"

The true dragon manifested on Wu Xinjie's body. The wound on Wu Xinjie's body no longer bleeds at this moment. He attacked the dragon and fought fiercely with the women of the Yaochi Immortal Clan. The women of the Yaochi Immortal Clan were extremely powerful. Wu Xinjie had the help of the divine beast possessed pill, but he could not really hurt her. She was like a real fairy, who could float between the world at will and avoid all rules.

Suddenly, the woman from the Yaochi Immortal Clan fell into the mortal world and flew over the ring, and elegantly descended in front of Long Jiaoyang. There were mysterious runes on the red veil she was wearing, blocking the gaze of the outside world. Her beautiful big eyes stared at Long Jiaoyang, and then said, "Fellow Daoist Long Jiaoyang, Yaochi peaches are extremely important to our clan. This time I admit defeat and let your companions win the competition. I hope you can return the divine objects of our clan in the future."

"The peaches in Yaochi are not in my hands." Long Jiaoyang said

"It will come to you sooner or later, I believe you." The woman from the Yaochi Immortal Clan glanced at the old man Tianxuan, danced lightly, like a light flying swallow, returning to the crowd of descendants of immortals and demons.

Wu Xinjie won the showdown, but he felt that he was humiliated. This behavior of the Yaochi Fairy Woman made him angry.

"Come up, I don't need anyone to let you go!" Wu Xinjie roared angrily.

"Brother Wu, stop making trouble, come down quickly." Long Jiaoyang shouted in a deep voice. Wu Xinjie's current condition is very bad. If he didn't treat it earlier, he might leave incurable internal injuries.

Wu Xinjie was very angry, but the woman from the Yaochi Immortal Clan closed her eyes and ignored him. He could only fly under the ring lonely.

Everyone knows that the Yaochi Fairy Clan lost the Yaochi Fairy Peach, so no one feels that the Yaochi Fairy’s approach is inappropriate. But she admits defeat like this and is destined to be unable to win the first place.

The first place in the quota battle must be completely defeated and cannot be defeated.

The showdown between the descendants of immortals and demons is the least content, because they are all very familiar with each other. The weak usually admit defeat when they meet the strong, which makes Long Jiaoyang and others unable to know who the strongest descendants of immortals and demons are.

However, after watching the battle between the women of the Yaochi Immortal Clan and Wu Xinjie, Long Jiaoyang and others did not dare to be careless because no one knew what mysterious tricks these descendants of immortals and demons and people from the Three Thousand Worlds had.

At noon, the Golden Little Man Bull fought with a man named Jing Qianfan, one of the descendants of the immortals and demons. After three moves, it was completely defeated. The Golden Little Man Bull had no choice but to do anything to the other party.

Among the strong men who came to the Three Thousand Worlds, there was a man named Ling Xianwang, who was extremely powerful. Those who fought with him, whether descendants of the immortals and demons or cultivators of the Three Thousand Worlds, were defeated within five moves.

The two duel opponents drawn by Long Jiaoyang chose to admit defeat. This made Long Jiaoyang not on the ring for a long time, and he had enough time to understand the strength of the strongest opponent.

Half a day passed, and five people were killed. All of them were better than Long Jiaoyang, Jing Qianfan, Ling Xianwang, Yao Chenxi, the woman of the Yaochi Immortal Clan who only lost one game, and Chi Eilong, the Demon Clan among the descendants of the Immortal Clan.

These six will draw lots to compete for the final placement. The remaining nine people such as Golden Little Manniu will have to showdown to finally eliminate the two, forming the top thirteen who are exempted from death.

"This is unfair. Why did we exclude us from the battle for the quota because we had fewer games before?" The Golden Little Manniu roared in dissatisfaction. It lost two games and missed the final quota battle, which made it feel very frustrated.

"Yes, how can this be fair? In the previous battle, some people met the strong by drawing lots, and some by meeting the weak by meeting the weak, so they could win the entire victory or defeat only one game. Such rules are too unfair!" The descendants of the immortals and demons were also shouting.

"What are you quarreling? I haven't finished saying it yet!" Qi Yang hummed quietly and said with a low voice.

The noisy people immediately became quiet and stared at Qi Yang to see what else he would say.

"We also know that such rules are not convinced, so before the final quota battle begins, you nine people are allowed to choose the top six people to challenge. If you can successfully challenge, you can enter the final quota battle. But once you fail, you will be directly eliminated and become a sacrifice, and you are not qualified to continue the competition. If you successfully challenge, the top six people can continue to participate in the duel for rewards." Qi Yang smiled slightly and said.

Everyone was stunned. Once such a game rules were released, no one would feel dissatisfied. But who would dare to risk being directly eliminated to challenge the top six in the remaining nine?

Golden Little Manniu and others did not expect that there would be a challenge, but the rules were extremely strict and cruel.
Chapter completed!